Honeyblood

Description

Two young women from Scotland that write songs about ex-boyfriends and disguise the spiteful lyrics in sugary, fuzzy indie pop. If you fondly remember Belly, Throwing Muses or even The Kills then youre going to love this. Its very rare these days that I agree with the NME but they gave it 9 out of 10 and Im right there with them. Great live band too. Matt Jarrett (Diverse Vinyl)

Glasgow two-piece Honeyblood announce the release of their eponymous, debut LP.

Recorded at legendary producer Peter Katis Tarquin Studios (The National, Interpol) in just ten days last November, Honeyblood is an accomplished and delightfully fierce record. Peter was the perfect match for us, singer/guitarist Stina Tweeddale said of the recording. He perfectly managed to capture our live performance in the studio. From the urgent guitar and dive-bomb drums of opener Fall Forever, the album twists through the gutsy punk of Killer Bangs, to reveal discordant anthems like Super Rat. It has pared down alt pop gems in the likes of Biro and No Spare Key, but also more country/folk influenced moments like, (Id Rather Be) Anywhere But Here, Braid Burn Valley and Bud.

The band started from humble DIY beginnings, organising their own guerrilla show at The Old Hairdressers in Glasgow to commemorate the release of a raucous two-track cassette entitled, Thrift Shop. Honeyblood quickly ingrained themselves into the bustling Glaswegian scene, fast becoming one of its most talked-about names and going on to play festivals everywhere from The Great Escape to their native T In The Park. But with their full-length debut ready to go, big name supports, and world tours locked, 2014 certainly looks to be the year with Honeybloods name written all over it.

I saw these live recently and on top of the references below, Id throw in Belly and The Kills. They were excellent! (Matt)

There are a tonne of wicked reference points to get excited about a vague hint of The Vaselines, nice touch of Velvets two-chord simplicity and even bit of Moz (solo, circa Viva Hate) chucked in for good measure in the melody NME

Sounding like something from a California dream. The Fader

Achieves special merit points, not just for its irresistibly perky two-minute popsmarts but for productively moving the post-White Stripes formula on in a way that many have tried and many more have failed to do. MOJO